halatnost

Wednesday, 23 April 2008 08:46 am
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Owing to infection by the above word, 'tis a day for random linkery.

  • Cultural Snow is the source of said happy-making word:

    ...Ivan Goncharov's idle anti-hero Oblomov ... gave the Russian language the glorious abstract noun "halatnost", literally "dressing-gown-ness", a state of intertia, apathy, daydreaming and general blaaah.
    There is an urgent need for this word in quite alarmingly far-ranging elements of my life. Also, in a not entirely unrelated memo to self, I was noting only this morning that I need a new dressing-gown.

  • The other night I dreamed, during the course of an interesting dream-narrative entailing staying at a holiday house on a lake with [livejournal.com profile] wolverine_nun and her family (possibly with extra kids in there), that I was losing my sight. I nearly fell into the lake crossing the long walkway to get to the house, owing to everything being blurry. This new development in bionic sight is thus interesting and apposite.

  • Scary-Go-Round is currently pursuing a particularly demented storyline involving the Easter Bell and the Yak-Wendigo War, in France. I draw your attention to the most recent strip because I rather like the yak-pwned Wendigo in a wheelchair in the bottom left-hand frame.

  • I should probably add, for the record, that to the best of my knowledge the word "halatnost" doesn't actually appear in a David Bowie lyric.

Last Night I Dreamed: a giant redwood tree was falling on me as I lay in bed. I woke up cowering and whimpering.

Date: Wednesday, 23 April 2008 08:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] strawberryfrog.livejournal.com
the word "halatnost" doesn't actually appear in a David Bowie lyric.

Bowie must be told. Only he can rectify this lack. Assuming that he can be roused from his dressing-gown.

Date: Wednesday, 23 April 2008 09:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] extemporanea.livejournal.com
I can seriously see David Bowie carrying off a dressing gown, actually. With louche and slightly feral charm. Although possibly I'm just having flashbacks to The Hunger.

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